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Post by Leels on Apr 27, 2014 14:04:39 GMT -5
2/27/14
Why do you feel I need to change? Didn't you say I was perfect once? How can you say you accept my faults when you're still trying to "tweek" me? Why does it have to matter what I wear to you? Why does it matter that I take a shower every day versus every other day? Tell me, please. What's so utterly wrong with the way I am? How I was raised, how I feel things are for? I'm not a shopper. Maybe you are. Hell, I'll tell you a secret. I don't even like dresses. But I'll wear them just so you can be happy. And you know - I care more about you than me. But I don't know.... I don't know if you feel the same. I already told you that you can't fix people. They're people. Not art. But you still insist on fixing me. Sometimes - sometimes you make me cry. But I don't wanna tell you. I never want you to know I'm sad. I always want you to know I'm okay. That I'm happy. So that - you dont have to worry.
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